Over there,

Boss Zhou was still going at it with the figure in the mirror;

Over here,

The witty, cute, clever, lovable, and universally admired Yingying had already discovered a clue!

She immediately got up, went upstairs, and pushed open the door to the study, starting to search the desk.

In a typical home, pens are most likely to be found in the study. Of course, she could also check the children's bedrooms, but since they live in a villa, wouldn't the children have their own small study?

Bai Yingying thought as she searched,

However,

The desk was very clean,

And there wasn't even a pen in the drawers.

A suicide had occurred here, and the police had come to sweep through the place, taking away and sealing up anything valuable or suspicious as evidence.

Furthermore,

This family lived in a villa, and the study was really just for show. Nowadays, people don't use pens very often. Most communication is done by typing on a keyboard, so Yingying searched every corner of the study but only found two ballpoint pens.

One of them had a broken tip and couldn't write.

She placed the two ballpoint pens in front of her,

Yingying tilted her head,

Thinking that the pen that was the source of everything, the secret hidden big boss behind the scenes,

Would never be so unstylish.

"Snap!"

Yingying broke both pens with a little force.

Alas,

It wasn't you.

Rest in peace.

Leaving the study, Yingying searched a few more rooms and found that the children's clothes, toys, stationery, and everything else were gone.

Yingying fell into thought.

Actually, this wasn't hard to understand. The mother had committed suicide with her two children, and both families must have taken away the children's clothes and other commemorative items. No one lived in this villa, so it would naturally seem very "empty and clean."

She searched for a long time,

From the second floor to the first floor again,

This time, she was even more careful than when she had searched for the boss. After all, there weren't many places to hide someone as big as the boss,

But there were many places to hide a pen.

After searching and searching,

Apart from the two dismembered ballpoint pens in the study,

Bai Yingying couldn't find a third pen.

Sitting back on the sofa,

Bai Yingying stared blankly

At the many books on the coffee table.

The books were here,

Writing a book definitely required a pen.

Authors and those who write reports in government agencies were all called wordsmiths (bi gan zi),

But why couldn't she find one?

Picking up a book,

She flipped through it,

Looking at the printed words,

Bai Yingying wondered if this "pen" didn't refer to a traditional pen, but a more modern substitute?

Like…

A keyboard?

Like,

A computer laptop?

But she had just searched and didn't find anything like that.

…………

"Hey, can you not be so horny at a time like this?"

Zhou Ze said to the figure in the mirror that looked exactly like him.

The figure was still roaring,

Still howling,

Still struggling non-stop.

It was obvious,

He was crazy!

Perhaps,

One day,

Boss Zhou would really solve the problem of this second consciousness in his body by using his intelligence to force the other party to commit suicide because he couldn't stand it.

"Okay, okay, okay…"

Zhou Ze spread his hands,

"I misunderstood?"

The figure in the mirror finally stopped acting crazy.

"You didn't mean it as a joke.

You mean,

Hair?"

Zhou Ze fell into thought.

"Something with hair?

Hair left behind by something?

Are there demons here?

But I don't feel any demon aura."

The Zhou Ze in the mirror had a blank look in his eyes,

Motionless,

Looking outside,

Then,

He simply sat down.

Nothing is more grievous than the death of the heart.

Actually, it wasn't Boss Zhou's fault.

Who in their right mind would instantly think of a "pen" when they saw that place?

Damn it,

Can you still think of elegant things like composing poetry when you see that place?

Then are you even a man?

The reason why Yingying could quickly think of it was because she had a lot of books in her subconscious that laid the groundwork beforehand,

But Boss Zhou didn't have that.

He was just dizzy and fought with this crazy woman,

And then gnawed on original-flavored ribs for a long time in the bathroom, which wasn't a suitable place to eat.

"How should I release you now?"

Zhou Ze began to change his thinking.

If he could release this figure,

And let him return to his body,

Then he could become unstoppable,

And all the problems would be solved,

And he could go back to the bookstore and continue living a happy and fulfilling life.

How wonderful!

But the figure in the mirror didn't move, completely not wanting to pay attention to Zhou Ze.

He didn't know if it was because he couldn't,

Or because he didn't want to go out at all.

"Don't be so negative, okay?" Zhou Ze patted the cracked mirror surface. "We can't give up hope."

The figure in the mirror was still motionless.

Zhou Ze shook his head,

Forget it,

He simply pushed open the bathroom door,

And walked out.

Outside,

It was pitch black!

Zhou Ze remembered that he had turned on the lights before, but when he came out again, all the lights were off.

And this kind of darkness was very thick, very deep, as if a whole truckload of ink had been poured in.

Instinctively,

Zhou Ze felt that something must have happened here.

"Scratch… scratch…"

A slight friction sound,

Like a problem with the wiring connection.

In this kind of environment, the sudden appearance of this sound, let alone an ordinary person, even a ghost messenger like Zhou Ze felt a little numb.

In the face of terror,

Everyone is equal.

Ghost messengers are not afraid of ghosts,

But the most terrifying thing in this world,

Is not actually ghosts.

"Pop!"

It lit up,

It was the TV in the living room that lit up.

Black and white static flickered non-stop. Although it brought light to this dark living room, this kind of light was really worse than nothing.

………………

"Pen, where are you, where are you…"

Bai Yingying supported her cheeks with her hands, looking very troubled.

Actually,

Bai Yingying was still very smart.

In the entire bookstore,

Besides her, who else could understand Japanese books?

Although she was reading *The Maid's Self-Cultivation*, it was still a Japanese work.

Reaching out, she started flipping through the books in front of her again. The author named Second Sister-in-law had written a lot of books, but Yingying wasn't very familiar with her. She just smiled when she cleaned the bookshelves every day.

Yingying had heard Old Daoist talk about a Northeast Second Sister-in-law,

As well as people like Mr. Qin, Mr. Zhou, and Mr. Hang. Old Daoist said that they were all artists, and they were now experiencing life in prison, waiting to be released so they could create more down-to-earth works.

She remembered that she had once asked Old Daoist why artists had to go to prison?

Old Daoist said that it was to get closer to life. Old Daoist also said that when Lu Xun was in prison, he met his fellow inmate Zhou Shuren, and the two later became confidants.

As she flipped through them,

The cover of a book caught Yingying's attention.

The cover was a pen,

A… fountain pen!

Very abrupt,

And very monotonous,

It was simply a pen as the cover, with nothing else.

The book was called *Nightmare at the Tip of a Pen*, and it looked like a ghost story.

She flipped through the introduction,

It told the story of a person who accidentally obtained a magical pen. If he wrote stories with this pen, the things in the stories would naturally happen in reality.

The first time, he used this pen to write a horror story,

The story took place in a villa,

At night,

Suddenly, the power went out.

He walked to the living room in the dark to check the meter,

But just then,

The TV in the living room,

In a power outage,

Suddenly turned on by itself,

At first, there were only black and white static flickers on the TV,

But then,

A very terrifying thing happened…

"This introduction is well written."

Bai Yingying subconsciously opened the first page and started reading,

Then she realized something was wrong and immediately closed the book,

Yingyingying,

She was here to find the boss,

How could she be sitting here reading a book!

But it seemed like she had to read this book to find the clues about the pen. She had just searched up and down, but she couldn't find the pen.

With this thought,

Bai Yingying could only continue to open the book and read.

In the villa late at night,

A high school girl,

Sitting in the desolate and dusty living room,

Looking at a,

Ghost story,

This in itself was very scary!

But Yingying didn't feel anything,

Which was nonsense,

She was a two-hundred-year-old zombie!

"The static on the TV began to slowly disappear. I slowly retreated, because instinctively, I felt that something might crawl out of the TV.

I didn't notice,

I kept backing up and tripped myself,

And sat directly on the sofa.

But my eyes continued to stare at the TV,

However,

What I didn't expect was,

The real horror,

Came from behind me…"

Yingying read out loud as she read.

……………

Static was constantly coming out of the TV,

Zhou Ze stared intently at the TV,

And began to slowly retreat.

Zhou Ze hadn't seen *The Ring*. In his previous life, Zhou Ze had focused on studying and working, and he wasn't interested in this kind of movie. Moreover, he was a doctor, and he had seen many dead people and various tragic deaths, so he wasn't interested in horror movies.

This life…

In this life, he had become a ghost himself, so what was the point of watching ghost movies?

Before, Zhou Ze had watched the Lam Ching-ying series with Yingying to save Xu Qinglang, who had been poisoned by a zombie,

And the sense of immersion was so strong that it was like watching a sitcom.

But even though he hadn't seen *The Ring*, Zhou Ze knew that a cute and sweet girl named Sadako liked to crawl out of the TV.

Retreat,

And be vigilant,

It wouldn't hurt to keep a safe distance.

"Bang!"

Zhou Ze's knee hit the coffee table,

And he lost his balance and fell onto the sofa,

But Zhou Ze's eyes were still fixed on the TV,

There was a feeling,

It was coming out soon,

The thing in the TV,

Was coming out soon!

What Zhou Ze didn't realize was that,

In the darkness behind him,

There was a figure,

Approaching imperceptibly…